However, with the light of day came an entirely new challenge. When Bathos called the dog in for her breakfast, she spun around with such force that her tail knocked me over. I fell into the cold mud, mired and unable to right myself.
"Help," I croaked, "I've fallen and I can't get up."
As usual, my cries were empty. Nobody came. At four o'clock, which is usually my tea time, I had one more go at a plea for help. This time, I heard some frenzied chattering in response. I tried to look around to see from whence it came, but my poor sinuous neck was unable to move. With my one good eye, I stared up into my neighboring tree, and there I saw him: a tree rat.
"What are you yellin' about?" it called down to me. "You've been whinin' all day."
"You've been watching me?" I asked incredulously.
"Sure," he replied, "you can see everything from up here. Why don't you c'mon up. My name's Bobo, by the way."
Bobo? What an incredibly unfortunate name he had. However, since he was attempting to be friendly and I did not want to appear rude, I decided to make his acquaintance.
"I am Ramon the Flamingo. I dare not move for fear that the beast will eat me."
"Suit yourself," said Bobo, and scampered up the tree, leaving me alone once again. But a solitary mind is far from idle, and I found myself reflecting upon his words. If he could see everything from up high, why couldn't I? Perhaps if I could view the world from the highest available location, I would be able to spot my flock! I do miss my Nancy so much! But how could I escape? Think, Ramon, think! And then, it came to me, a plan so brilliant, it almost took me by surprise.
Tomorrow I will certainly begin my quest anew, provided I can get up from this prone position. And so, adieu my good friends.
Until tomorrow, I remain,
Ramon the Flamingo
Somewhere over the rainbow
ReplyDeleteWay up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
Thank you, Sari. That was deep and meaningful, and most appreciated.
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